This was never the plan
This was never the thought
There was never a voice
Telling me I should stop
So I wrote it all down
And I screamed my voice out

Cody said I should study the finer points
I only study myself and my surroundings
I’m all alone and these six strings scream in harmony
Wake wake me up so Ican shake this off
Break break the mold so I can finally cough
And clear this throat so I can let everybodyknow

This was never the plan
This was never the thought
There was never a voice
Telling me I should stop
So I wrote it all down
And I screamed my voice out
There was never a time
There was never a place
I’ve never felt safe
Enough to let my guard down

Matt said I need a college degree
Still feels like school was never for me
One of us was wrong and for future sake let’s hope that it was me
Wake wake me up so I shake this off
Break break the mold so I can finally cough
And clear this throat so I can let everybody know that

This was never the plan
This was never the thought
There was never a voice
Telling me I should stop
So I wrote it all down
And I screamed my voice out
There was never a time
There was never a place
I’ve never felt safe
Enough to let my guard down

I’m not a failure unless I just walk away
But it’s getting harder to see past all my mistakes
I swore to God that I turned over a new leaf
Now I’m just praying that it was green underneath


Plans

Always running your mouth but never backing it up
The shit you’re talking is cheap and I’m calling your bluff
So come and prove that you’ll really do that
Your defense is lacking and I’m hitting you hard
All that’s left now is the turn of the cards
So lay your hand down, careful who call out

No one’s afraid when your fists are raised
This town has too many tough guys and they’re in my way
So sick of drama and bullshit, I’m not one to play
If you’re gonna buck up better do what you say

Call me when you grow up maybe then you’ll show up
Rolling with punches or on the ground and covered in blood
Kids who peaked in high school thinking that they’re still cool

No one’s afraid when your fists are raised
This town has too many tough guys and they’re in my way
So sick of drama and bullshit, I’m not one to play
If you’re gonna buck up better do what you say X2

No one’s afraid of the things that you say
This town has too many tough guys and they’re in my way
So sick of drama and bullshit, I’m not one to play
If you’re gonna buck up better do what you say


Tough Guys From Anderson

Knuckles against the concrete 
I won’t admit defeat
But that doesn’t mean that it won’t show
On my face
So much for being discreet
You love to make a scene
People like you make me lose faith
In the human race

I’m looking for the exit
A plan in which you’re not involved
So go ahead and 
Fly off the handles again

Knuckles against the concrete 
I won’t admit defeat
But that doesn’t mean that it won’t show
On my face
So much for being discreet
You love to make a scene
People like you make me lose faith
In the human race

I’m looking for the exit
A plan in which you’re not involved
So go ahead and 
Fly off the handles again

So take a long a walk off of a short cliff
Sink or swim
And when you find yourself under water
I hope your breathing in


Handle Yourself

I’ve got to admit it
I’m a sucker for your bullshit
I know I’m not better off this way
But I can’t seem to stay awake
On the highway roads of life
I’m narcoleptic all the time
Falling asleep at the wheel again
And causing havoc for this traffic
Is it madness that makes me crazy?
Or maybe lack of sleep
All I know is that I don’t belong
In the driver’s seat
Maybe soon I’ll find a pit stop
Cause I could use a tune up
And a cup of coffee
I need to shake this off me


First Impressions

Yellow lines
On the pavement, divides
Clearer sides, of the road
Where collisions become
Part of life and we’re all just
Waiting in line
Sacrifice personal happiness
To get ahead in life but is that really
What livings like, if you think about it 
We’re all just wasting time
Wasting away

Who am I, to question the routine?
Of the human race, to which I just don’t identify
Does that make me the odd man out?
Close your eyes, and picture airplanes in the skies
Looking down on all you’ve ever known
A small town with small minds will never be my home.

Is this what it feels like
To know that you’re broken
Well I guess that I’m fine
With never being fixed
At least I can live with it

Yellow lines
On the pavement, divides
Clearer sides, of the road
Where collisions become
Part of life and we’re all just
Waiting in line
Sacrifice personal happiness
To get ahead in life but is that really
What livings like, if you think about it 
We’re all just wasting time
Wasting away


We are the Upstate